Inside every cloud there's a spoiler lining?
Walking I get. But power walking? Why not just run for a shorter time?
Angel ,'Time Bomb'
Coffee On My Monitor
This thread is for Buffista quotage. Posts that are profound, witty, or otherwise deserving of immortality go here. This is also Shrift's source for the BRQG, so be aware that if your words end up here, they'll also end up there. Finally, please note which thread spawned the quotage and please white-out anything that might be spoilery to Un-Americans.
DXMachina - Nov 24, 2004 5:36:48 am PST #6987 of 10000
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
Ginger - Nov 24, 2004 11:29:52 am PST #6988 of 10000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
The David & Emmett Show
Emmett: "So you're on the radio today?"
Me: "Yep."
Emmett: "Are you going to be famous?"
Me: "No, but it's cool to think that somewhere out there one of my old friends who I've lost track of will tune in and be surprised."
Emmett: "So you're not going to be famous or rich?"
Me: "Not so much. Wish me luck."
Emmett: "Luck. Don't make a fool of yourself."
libkitty - Nov 24, 2004 2:20:55 pm PST #6989 of 10000
Embrace the idea that we are the leaders we've been looking for. Grace Lee Boggs
Sue, in Firefly:
They say that somebody's "ankled" when they've walked out of or away from something.
In my head, it gets conflated with "ankle-biters," so I always get these mental images of people trying to flee with tiny entertainment executives holding on to their legs and chomping down with all their might.
edited because while the conversation was about a post that also quoted Adam Baldwin, he didn't actually say or write anything in this post, that I know of.
beth b - Nov 24, 2004 3:45:42 pm PST #6990 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
Nilly:
Ginger, if your program suddenly changes your font to a Hebrew one, then your Word is plotting with mine, to make us both insane. And later, the world.
If it is so, we should all run to the mountains and live on leftover Thanksgiving gravy and pie until all the computers die in an attack of Christmas music. Or something like that. I don't want to spell it out on the screen in case the plotting computer reads my post.
Cass - Nov 24, 2004 4:38:53 pm PST #6991 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Nilly , in Natter, on unfriendly Microsoft programs:
It refuses to have a table of contents in Hebrew, no matter what I do.
Listen, do you hear? That is the sound of ultimate suffering. Movie character's heart made that sound when Big Bads slaughtered their fathers. The student who fights the Word program in Hebrew makes it now.
DCJensen - Nov 24, 2004 7:47:24 pm PST #6992 of 10000
All is well that ends in pizza.
Theodosia - Nov 25, 2004 4:59:17 am PST #6993 of 10000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Polter-Cow, reacting to the phrase "As long as it's a reasonable decision on the part of the studio executives":
I can actually see the words "reasonable decision" vehemently struggling to break free from the same sentence as "studio executives."
Betsy HP - Nov 26, 2004 2:01:11 pm PST #6994 of 10000
If I only had a brain...
JohnSweden:
I love ceramics, but I have decided that when I buy them, I am buying a subscription, not a permanent object, and when a ceramic object I love finally gives up its structural integrity, it gives me the chance to find new ceramics. I have expressed this theory before but I never realized how "I married an axe murderer" it sounds until just now. Hmm.
WindSparrow - Nov 26, 2004 2:14:33 pm PST #6995 of 10000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Betsy, I liked the later part of the ceramics discussion.
JZ, upon accidentally breaking a fancy bowl from Hec's first marriage:
drove it to its death with my silent resentment
Connie Neil:
silently the bowl dressed in its most formal robes, bowed to the spirits of bowls gone before, then took its place on the shelf, calm and resigned, awaiting the moment when its time on this plane would be ended ...
Daniel:
The humans were out of sight, but the bowl knew they could come back any minute. He must make it to the edge and save the kid. Or die trying...
ita:
Tell the platter I... I figured it out. And I'm okay. Give my love to my soup bowls. You have to take care of them now -- you have to take care of each other. You have to be strong. The hardest thing in this world is to bear food in it. Be brave. Serve. For me.
DXMachina:
Well, it was a gift, after all.
This clay... It's Wedgewood clay...
sumi:
Hec's Fancy Bowl.
It served a lot.
Sue - Nov 26, 2004 5:01:58 pm PST #6996 of 10000
hip deep in pie
I love ceramics, but I have decided that when I buy them, I am buying a subscription, not a permanent object, and when a ceramic object I love finally gives up its structural integrity, it gives me the chance to find new ceramics. I have expressed this theory before but I never realized how "I married an axe murderer" it sounds until just now. Hmm.
My theory is that if you break a piece, it's jsut an excuse to buy another.
Signed,
Single, lives alone, has 30+ pottery bowls and just bought another tonight.